Mated to alpha triplets at all-boys school Chapter 191

Kaiden pov

The idea to push him to let me see the little bitch works in my favor. Seriously, fate has unexplainable ways, for sure.

As soon as father opens her room door and steps aside to let me enter first, I jump into action and pull the nurse off my runaway mate.

“My- my king, I- I didn't,” she stutters, but I only push her towards father and growl.

“Get her out of here before I behead the bitch,” I snarl at father, genuinely burning in anger.

This woman single handedly nearly ruined it all for me. If she would have succeeded in killing my mate, I'd be as good as dead. Without that woman, I won't get what is mine.

Father's a little shaken, but he finds his voice to call over the guards and they lead the woman away. Father offers me a sympathetic glance and steps out, closing the door behind him.

As I spin on my heel, I watch the girl on the bed. Her skin has turned brighter, which makes her look a little more alive.

I'm still not sure why she hasn't woken up yet, but her primary doctor let me in on a secret. There's a massive chance she might have lost a part of her memories after the head trauma.

Unethical, yes, but I use it to my advantage as I approach the bed and cup her cheek. “I'll always protect you. No matter what, from now on, I will never leave your side.” I whisper.

There's no telling if she can hear me and if she does, if she'll believe the lies I spill, but I have to try.

Carefully, I take her hand in mine and slowly bring it to my lips to plant a gentle kiss on her knuckles.

There's a slight tingling on my lips once our skin meets, which makes me wonder how much more intense the feeling might be if I would kiss her lips.

And.. if I wouldn't have rejected her, how would those sparks feel if I had a chance to touch her skin. To hold her. To have her.

It's sick and twisted in a way, but the more she fights me, the further away she runs, the more I want her. She's like my guilty pleasure, the most prized possession and the forbidden fruit all in one.

“You're okay. The woman will be dealt with,” I whisper against her skin and then, bring her palm to my face to cup my cheek and close my eyes. The feeling isn't overwhelming, but it's there, and fuck, is it better than I imagined. It's actually quite nice to be touched by her.

“I wish I could've arrived sooner, but it took me longer than anticipated to convince my father to allow me to leave the hospital room. He's worried, I get it, but his reluctance to grant me my wish nearly cost your life. I could never forgive myself if anything happened to you.” I mutter and slowly place her hand back on the bed.

Then, I pull a chair next to her bed and sit down, resting my head on her thigh. “But don't worry. Soon, father will come back and I will demand for your bed to be moved into my room, or the other way around. I don't care, really, for as long as you stay near to me.”

Silence. That's all I get.

It fucking sucks to talk to myself like some lunatic, but I still keep going, just in case she hears me. Also, there's a chance father might be trying to listen in, so I make myself sound extra emotional to convince him too. For as long as I pull that off, I should be good.

“I have so many plans for our future,” I start and look up to check if she has opened her eyes. No luck. “One day, when you're much better, we will finally get to enjoy our mating ceremony. I'll give you all the time in the world to plan the perfect ceremony, to ensure everything is perfect and you love it.”

After the words are out, I wait for a minute, just in case my father or her finally reacts in some way.

“Once we're over the ceremony, we can finally move in together. I'd prefer to stay in the main building, but if you prefer privacy, I'll build you a wonderful house. I'll make sure it's better than your wildest dreams.”

Again, I wait and listen. Again, nothing.

With a heavy breath, I close my eyes and spew out the last bits of nonsense. “And once we're fully moved in, living our lives as happily as we can, we could start thinking about our own little family. I can't wait to see little copies of my beautiful mate running around our home, causing havoc and making our lives so much better than both of us could imagine.”

While I know all the things I'm saying right now are nothing but lies, a part of me wishes I could have it.

I mean, a proper, worthy mate, a nice life with her and in time, I could watch miniature versions of myself running around the house we could call our own.

But not with her. Not with this woman. She's too big of a flight risk to actually try anything with her. For all I know, one day she might jump around in excitement about a possible pregnancy and the next, she would be gone with my child. What is worse, she would go and hide with my enemies, just to ensure I couldn't get close to her.

I shake my head to rid myself of any thoughts about a possible future with this woman. Then, I slowly get up from the seat and snatch her hand to kiss it again before I mutter, “I'll be back to your side soon. Don't worry, there are guards at your door and they won't let anyone enter the room without one of them following.”